My Heart only Beats for You

Yesseca did not reply.

She whispered, "Actually, I think I'm more suitable as your maid." Every tTremaine said that she was his woman, it gave Yesseca a strange feeling.

Especially after she moved into Tremaine's house as his woman. She felt utterly uncomfortable with this identity.

She never remembered it being like this.

Back when she was still working as a servant in the Quartley family, she felt fine. She didn't dare stand up against Tremaine. Thus, Yesseca cto that conclusion.

She was more suitable to be Tremaine's maid than his woman.

After hearing Yesseca's words, Tremaine fell into deep thought.

His gaze was deep. "I didn't know that you liked role play." Yesseca said nothing.

She was confused.

"What do you mean by role play?" Tremaine could see that Yesseca had no idea what he was talking about.

It turned out that he had misunderstood.

Tremaine's lips twitched.

True, someone as innocent as Yesseca would not understand these mature themes.

"Nothing." Tremaine said in a low voice, "I just think you're stupid," Yesseca was shocked.

He always called her stupid! He had gone too far.

Yesseca couldn't help but secretly glare at Tremaine.

Yes, secretly.

She wouldn't dare to glare at Tremaine so obviously. She could only glance at him. Tremaine gulped.

D*mn it.

Just this insignificant reaction was enough to spike his interest.

Tremaine's voice suddenly bechoarse. "Is your period over?" Yesseca didn't understand what Tremaine meant.

Tremaine focused his gaze on Yesseca's lower body.

Yesseca understood, and her body immediately tensed up.

She looked incredibly vigilant. "Not yet. What are you planning on doing?" "What do you think I want to do?" "How would I know!" Tremaine took a step forward. The look in his eyes was deep beyond description. "Yesseca, you're my woman. What do you think a man and his woman can do together?" Yesseca's face immediately turned red.

In her view, Tremaine's words were too vulgar.

Kyi in would never say such vulgar words.

Her brother-in-law would never say such vulgar words to her sister.

Only Tremaine would say things like that.

Yesseca bit her lip. "Tremaine, I honestly can't imagine how you becthe president of a country!" How could a president be so vulgar in his speech? Tremaine's eyes narrowed.

How did he becthe president? He reached out and unbuttoned his white shirt.

Yesseca stood there, stunned.

She instinctively took a step back. "You, why are you taking off your clothes? You, you should stop!" Tremaine ignored Yesseca and took off his jacket. He turned around and exposed his back to Yesseca.

Before Yesseca could cover her eyes, she was shocked by what she saw.

There were bullet wound scars all over Tremaine's back. It looked horrendous.

Yesseca held her breath so tightly that she almost stopped breathing.

When she was in the small fishing village, she was close to Tremaine, but she had never seen his back.

This was the first tthat she had seen his back with such a clear view.

Yesseca cried out.

Tremaine put on his clothes again.

He glanced lightly at Yesseca. "Idiot, did you get scared?" Yesseca swallowed hard and said, "Why, why are there so many bullet scars?" How many bullets did he have to take? Was he a live target? Tremaine looked at Yesseca as if he was looking at an idiot. "Didn't you just askhow I could becthe president? This is the answer." Yesseca took in a mouthful of cold air.

Although Tremaine had put on his clothes, the bullet scars on the man's back were still lingering in Yesseca's mind.

A moment later, Yesseca added, "Don't you have very effective medicine at home? You could apply some. Won't it be able to remove the scarring?" Tremaine said, "The medicine is useful for other scars. It's no use. My back is full of them. They can't be removed." A ripple appeared in Yesseca's eyes.

She couldn't help but ask, "What kind of life did you lead? How could you be shot so many times?" Tremaine's eyes darkened.

These were all matters of the past. He wasn't going to mention it originally, but since Yesseca had asked, he brushed it off.

Ten minutes later, Yesseca instinctively pulled Tremaine to the sofa and listened to his past.

In Yesseca's eyes, this was even more thrilling than television and movies.

She finally understood that she had Tremaine was when she first cto Nashaland. They had experienced a gunfight, but she was so scared compared to Tremaine who was ever so calm. When they arrived at the forest, Tremaine could climb up a tree without breaking a sweat.

There might be nothing in the world that could scare Tremaine!

The more she listened, the wider Yesseca's eyes becShecheld her chin and stared at Tremaine, not missing a single word. Tremaine also saw adoration in Yesseca's eyes.

There was an inexplicable sense of comfort in his heart.

As the president of a country, a lot of people admired him. Tremaine was used to everyone worshipping him.

Logically speaking, he should not have felt anything when he received such adoration. However, he liked it when it was coming from Yesseca. He wanted to simplify his past, but he becmore detailed with his explanation.

No matter how long he tried to extend it, Tremaine finished his whole story within an hour.

After he finished speaking, Yesseca couldn't help but sigh, "You're amazing." "I'm not," said Tremaine, "you haven't seen the extend of the truly amazing things I can do." Yesseca's eyes brightened. "Then tellmore! I want to know what you consider as 'truly amazing"." At that moment, Yesseca was deeply immersed in Tremaine's unimaginable past. She t about her hostility since they left from Agaphen City to Nashaland.

"You want to know?" Tremaine dragged out his voice.

Yesseca nodded.

Tremaine suddenly leaned into Yesseca. He was very close to her, so close that she could hear his close t breathing. And at this moment, his eyes were also Hisered with a strange luster His voice was full of temptation, "When you are done with your period, you will know."